Innocents Ch. 12

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Kunikohime Madoka: Why thank you! Yeah, it's gonna be wicked! Notes: To be truthful, I think that this is going to be my successful story. Thank you, everybody. No, it's not the ending yet, I just want to thank you for the views, the follows, the favorites, and of course the reviews!

Begin:

Madeline fed the chickens, that day, and surprisingly, Mr. Beilschmidt helped her.

"Dear, you come here often. Do you have anyvhere else to go?" He asked one morning. It wasn't a rude nor harsh question, and Madeline knew that Mr. Beilschmidt meant well.

"M-mother ki-kicked us out a long time ago, Arthur moved in with Amelia, and f-father is too busy. The house is crowded." The girl said softly.

"Ah. Vhile in Deutschland," Mr. B. sat on the front porch, looking at his son's crush.

"I married a vonderful voman, zinking zat she'd live for a long vhile. Vhen Ludwig vas five, she'd passed avay. I raised mein boys ze way I vanted, und look how zey turned out. I'm proud to be zeir vattie."

Madeline smiled at Mr. Beilschmidt. He wasn't done, however.

"Zat dummkopf follows you around like a lost hund, und vhat I vanted to say is, vithout your help, ze farm vould be horrible. Vithout Romulus, ve vouldn't have made it. You have mein blessing, und zat girl I heard of in prison, she has mein blessing, too."

"M-Mr. Beil-"

"Call me Vattie."

"V-vattie, what are y-you getting at?"

"Velcome home, Madeline Williams." Legolas smiled at her. Madeline couldn't help it, she smiled back.

"D-did anybody see Gilbert?"

…...

Mr. Karpusi looked at them. They looked back.

"So, you want to be in the prison...because it'll keep you safe from danger?" He asked in a low, uncaring voice.

"Si!" Antonio grinned.

"Fine. You can leave whenever. I'll let Arthur and whoever the guards are know. Feel free to beat anybody up, they need it." Heracles yawned as his cats were sleeping on them. That was way too easy...

…...

"Wait, are you sure this plan will work, aru?"

"Da! I know the Warden, he wouldn't mind."

"This is crazy, aru."

"Da, it is. However, It's not nice to cage innocents, Chun."

"I know, Ivan, but how in the hell are we going to convince the prison warden?"

"It's easy, he's very uncaring, and he's with Sakura, we'll persuade him."

"You better be right, aru."

"Chun, I'm almost always right, even if I'm not, I was raised in Mother Russia! I know how to persuade people!" He held up his pipe, grinning.

"Good point, aru. Let's go."

…... (LAST NIGHT)

He was good at sneaking, ever since he was a little. It was extra hard for him to sneak around in a big town. Especially in the direction where he was going. He wore black all over, like a ninja. Slipping into the darkness, he found the place. It wasn't guarded like he thought it would be. Morgens Peist's house was fairly large, it has several windows, and he bet that they were unlocked. Grinning manically, he climbed to the top ledge, he peeked through a window. No, that wasn't it. He moved to other ledges and windows, and then..he spotted him snoring. The man in black brought a small bag. He tried the window, he winced as it creaked a bit.

Luckily the man sleeping was still sleeping. The man got some oil out from his ninja suit pocket and oiled the window. He then opened it wider, it didn't creak. Luckily it was a teeny landing, so that he won't wake up the sleeping enemy. The man landed with a soft thud, winced, then went over to the still sleeping bastard. The man in black was thinking something over, would he really do this? It seemed to be very daring and dangerous.

Yes. He will. The people can't get rid of him, nor can the police because one: Morgens had the sheriff's acceptance, two: Morgens had a little group of personal guards from Holland, and three: Bentalia's leader, Mr. Jones (yes, Amelia and Madeline's father) was too busy with outside affairs, it seemed like he didn't care. The man sighed.

He tied the sleeping man up with the, covered his mouth real good (Morgens is such a heavy sleeper), hoisted him up on his back, and got out of that house through a lower window. The minor mistake, he forgot to close one of the windows. Oh well, let the police figure it out. He chuckled as he carried his hostage out into his secret base in the woods.

…... TODAY

He sighed. The police and others were throwing a hissy fit because of that bastard went missing. So big deal. He was a pawn in his plan, and that pawn went away too early. Morgens' sister wasn't harmed, even though he threatened her. To be truthful, she was fine in Belgium. He also heard rumors of people going into the prison and not returning. Perfect. The more the population, the better for his plans against that bastard Romulus. He looked at the picture sitting on his desk, frowning. Soon he was going to make his move. He didn't need Morgens anymore, and he had plenty of people for his own gang. All he had to do was go into the prison, however, he had more stuff to do.

…...

"Uh...Wha-?" He woke up to fog. He saw a shadowy figure coming towards him. Frantic, he tried to move, but he was tied up.

"Kesese! Velcome, Morgens! It's time for an interrogation from ze awesome me!" Laughing red eyes looked at him.

…...

"Daddy?" Amelia asked the tall smiling man.

"Amelia dear!" He hugged her tightly. "How's your job? And how's your mother?" The man with the large mustache grinned. Arthur was standing next to Amelia. Mr. Jones gave him a small glare when Amelia wasn't looking.

"Dad, you rarely come at the prison! What's up?"

"Well dear, I've been busy, and that last trip to deal with affairs made me tired. I wanted to see you."

Amelia hugged him. Then she looked at him.

"Where's Madeline? She's usually with you."

"You haven't heard? She moved out to work on a farm." He looked a bit disgusted.

"Wait." Amelia's voice was cold. "Beilschmidt farm?"

"Um, yes...why?"

"Daddy! That's where her new boyfriend lives at!" Amelia started.

"What?" A form of ice came into the man's voice.

"Yeah! I heard he's been missing yesterday, though. The job has been fine, we didn't talk to mother for two years, dad. She kicked us out. Haven't you heard?"

"Well, Amelia, I've been very busy. Bentalia is a big town, and I'm surprised that I had time."

Arthur glared at him. Running Bentalia was hard, actually. Most people grew their own food, but Mr. Jones had to deal with other parts of Hetalia, the country that they were in. Even if it were secluded from the rest of the world almost, the president had delivered goods and such to it once a month. Mr. Jones had managed everything, from banks to prisons, to whatever else. However, why didn't he think of that in the first place before he had two daughters? Didn't he know how much Amelia felt sad because her dad was 'too busy?' Sure, now she was happy, but sometimes Arthur heard her cussing at him at random times in what she thought was in private.

His cell-phone ranged. "Hello? Now?! Dammit, fine." He hung up and looked sorrowfully at his daughter.

"What, daddy?" She asked.

He sighed. "I have more business, honey. I'm sorry."

"Dad! Me and Madeline didn't hear from you for a while!" She complained.

"I'm sorry, Amelia, but this is important." He hugged her lightly and kissed the top of her head.

"Stay safe, okay?"

"Yes, dad." Amelia looked down as her father quickly left. She felt Arthur hugged her tightly, and she blushed.

"A-Arthur?"

"It's okay, Amelia." He liked it how she said his name in a manner. He felt like he could protect her from the hurt, and when she smiled at him like she was doing now, he did a good job.

…...

YES! CHAPTER TWELVE! Wee!